However, Hung Hing never collapsed, but instead retreated strategically little by little.
This resulted in numerous casualties whenever the three major gangs seized territory.
"Hey, Ah Dong, are you still in Mong Kok?"
Seeing that the battle situation was not going well, Chen Yao made a phone call to Shen Dong.
Shen Dong said, "Yes."
Chen Yao said, "Bring your men over here immediately, in Tsim Sha Tsui..."
Shen Dong impatiently interrupted him, saying, "Brother Yao, I lost hundreds of my men this time, and we lost six streets in Mong Kok. If I still had the ability to fight, I would have gone to take back the territory long ago. Why would I be hiding in Portland Street?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yao was at a loss for words and asked, "Where are Ah Bin and the others?"
Shen Dong said, "The casualties are heavy. Those bastards you're facing were fighting with us half an hour ago. They outnumbered us, do you think we'd be any better off?"
Chen Yao sighed and said, "Ah Dong, I know you have grievances, but now is a matter of life and death, and I hope you can consider the bigger picture."
Shen Dong sighed and said, "Brother Yao, I'm not a petty person. Your sides were at least 1:2, while mine was 1:5. Now all the brothers are injured, and even I'm too tired to walk. How can you expect me to consider the bigger picture? Here's what we'll do: Brother Bin is right next to me. He has more men with him, so let him go."
After saying that, Shen Dong threw the mobile phone directly to Han Bin.
Han Bin's face turned green with anger. Pointing at the gloating Shen Dong, he said, "Brother Yao, I'm done too. More than two hundred people have died and nearly a thousand have been injured. I really can't fight anymore."
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